Yacht Club

Lyrics

[Intro: Magazeen & Rick Ross] Yeah, just somethin' different, you know? Ricky Ross the big boss (It's a secret society, baby) Maga-to-the-zeen (All we ask is trust) Yeah, for the ladies dem (Nothing's changed) All of dem Northside ladies only (Run with me or run from me) Dem real fall just-a like the sunshine (Yeah, pussies don't get pussy) Yacht club (Haha, yeah) Rich club (It's the yacht club, baby) I bring kush too, hahaha (I got this) Maybach Music, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League Maga [Verse 1: Rick Ross] He not bigger than Biggie (Boss), bitch, I'm bigger than you It's just a boat if it cost you like a milli' or two Gotta kick off your shoes, okay, let's take a cruise Here's my captain, now relax, let him do what he do Okay, who rollin' spinach? 'Cause I'm reelin' the anchor Smoke up an acre of grass, wake up in Jamaica Couple nautical knots, I call my Cubanos to cop (Women) Puerto Rico for women, hit Barbados to shop (Ha) Livin' larger than life (Life) call us the yacht club Before you join us, bitch, you gotta get your stocks up She walkin' back and forth, she just itchin' to fuck (Fuck) And then I heard her whisper, "Girl, you know he rich as fuck" Travel the seven seas, there is no better breeze If he indulge in jealousy, his ass better breathe (Fuck him) Man overboard 'cause he goin' overboard (Fuck him) Damn, it's over for him, put that on my vocal cord [Chorus: Magazeen & Rick Ross] There's a party going on All the girls dem welcome (All the ladies dem) To the yacht club (One and all, one and all, ladies, ladies) Magazeen, let them in (Strip) There's a party going on All the girls dem welcome (My talk is priceless, baby) To the yacht club (Cut me up a little bit) Magazeen, let them in (I'm feelin' bossy, hold up) [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Kill all the middlemen, I'm the militant Gilligan Speakin' Creole with gentlemen as I cruise the Caribbean Oh, Lord, I'm a star down in St. Barts (Okay) The fat Tommy Lee, I made out with like eight broads (Okay) But up in Costa Rica (Yeah) I get the most with features She no speaky no Engly, maybe Fat Joe could teach her (Ha) Smokin' barrels of reefer, only the yacht club (Yacht club) Before you join us, bitch, you gotta get your stocks up (Boss up) Travel the seven seas, there is no better breeze When we started sellin' kis, that's just how we thought it would be (Ross) No one agrees with me (No), but that's just how it goes (Yeah) I'm the greedy genius, no reference to the ugly clothes (Woo) I still hustle for dope, but no more me scuffin' my soles Make the presentation and trust me, the customer's sold I'm cruisin' in the gulf, I think you're so deaf Janet was in control because the ho left [Chorus: Magazeen] There's a party going on All the girls dem welcome (All the ladies dem) To the yacht club (One and all, one and all, ladies, ladies) Magazeen, let them in (Strip) There's a party going on (All the girls dem) All the girls dem welcome To the yacht club (Ladies only, ladies only, strip) Magazeen, let them in [Verse 3: Rick Ross] My dick a big stretch and quick to tell a bitch fetch Told you to kiss her ass after you bought the bitch breasts Her head above average, my head above water By now, you could see my palace right off the coast of Florida I'm into fine fish with a slight lime twist Veggies on the side, of course, kush appetizers Let your Mercedes chill, roll with a Navy SEAL This the yacht club, woadie, trust me, your lady will Still spillin' champagne, or is it Merlot? Fuck it, it's fine wine, my bitch a Virgo I don't do the signs unless it's dollars on 'em I'm the boss of the boat, cashmere collar on him Thinkin' of last year and all the monies made Now it's corporate invested, amongst the other things No one agrees with me, but that's just how it goes I'm the greedy genius, no reference to the ugly clothes [Chorus: Magazeen] There's a party going on All the girls dem welcome (All the ladies dem) To the Yacht Club (One and all, one and all, ladies, ladies) Magazeen, let them in (Strip) There's a party going on (All the girls dem) All the girls dem welcome To the Yacht Club (Ladies only, ladies only) Magazeen, let them in There's a party going on All the girls dem welcome To the Yacht Club Magazeen, let them in There's a party going on All the girls dem welcome To the Yacht Club Magazeen, let them in [Outro] Zaga Bumboclaat Yuh look beautiful man Di gyal dem hot ee, dem sell off Ah, rassclaat man Mi waan one dem gyal dem come (You gotta, you gotta) You gotta let the ladies know, what is the yacht club? Yacht club a weh di man dem beat all a The beautiful lady them, man You kno what I mean Di gyal dem a sexy Man dem is beautiful just like that We haffi put dem 'pon di yacht Coochie poochie Coochie poochie Love up di gyal dem man Bomboclaat